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Spencer
Hex's attitude had brightened over the past weeks to the point that even the people at the hospital had noticed. No one gave him a hard time when he announced he had a boyfriend, but Caro did wink and nod and made him blush.
This week he'd lucked out and had actually gotten the weekend off...every dog had its day...and he'd made plans with Spencer. Hex had cooked, nothing terribly fancy, just some chicked and some oven baked chips, and he'd set up a new documentary in his queue. He really was itching to go out but he and Spencer had never really discussed...well, he doubted very much he'd get Spencer out to the Hoist and he wasn't too keen on going to a bar.
He met Spencer at the door with a smile, the rich scent of dinner filling his flat. The first impulse was to kiss him but Hex was always very careful, very purposeful when he touched Spencer. The last thing he wanted was to startle him.
This week he'd lucked out and had actually gotten the weekend off...every dog had its day...and he'd made plans with Spencer. Hex had cooked, nothing terribly fancy, just some chicked and some oven baked chips, and he'd set up a new documentary in his queue. He really was itching to go out but he and Spencer had never really discussed...well, he doubted very much he'd get Spencer out to the Hoist and he wasn't too keen on going to a bar.
He met Spencer at the door with a smile, the rich scent of dinner filling his flat. The first impulse was to kiss him but Hex was always very careful, very purposeful when he touched Spencer. The last thing he wanted was to startle him.
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"I know," he replied- not bragging or arrogant, just a quiet agreement with what he already knew about himself.
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Spencer was so sweet, so guileless. Hex could only smile at the genuine answer.
"Do you?" he asked. "Do you understand just how much it impresses me?"
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"What are you doing this weekend?" he asked softly. "We could rent a car and go to the country, maybe. A day trip? You could talk and I'll drive. I'd like that..."
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"Work...work...work..." he murmured, lowering his head to press kisses against Spencer's collarbones and chest. "Let me cook you dinner at least..."
He was glad for every moment they spent together, but staying over one night a week wasn't enough. He wanted to see Spencer every day he possibly could.
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"You could meet Hotch this weekend!" he realized. "I'd really like you both to meet."
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"I'll cook for him too," Hex murmured absently, then caught Spencer's nipple and suckled slowly. He was more keen on seducing the man than discussing the weekend...but they could do both.
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Spencer gasped softly at that, groaning and arching beneath the other man.
His hips lifted off the bed slightly, and his breath caught in his throat as his fingers wiggled and flexed.
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Hex groaned low and rough and his grip tightened around Spencer's delicate wrists. He moved lower, kissing his way along...but the lower he got the less intense his kisses became. By the time he reached the man's cock he was only nuzzling and brushing his lips softly, knowing well that Spencer didn't enjoy anything more.
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Beginning to squirm and shake, Spencer struggled against Hex's hold and panted softly.
He didn't speak, he rarely spoke during sex- Unless he was going wildly off-topic- but he did whimper and squeak a bit.
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So long as Spencer sounded like that Hex was content to keep on. He kissed with soft lips, breathed in the musky scent, and tormented himself with the rigid cock that just begged to be sucked. Hex wasn't sure he'd ever met anyone who didn't like a blow job...maybe not enjoying giving them, sure, but he'd never met a man like Spencer who genuinely didn't like having it done.
But he was a quick study and knew what Spencer liked and what he didn't, so he was content to kiss and nuzzle and breathe him in and out.
Hex's grip loosened on Spencer's wrists, but only so he could take hold of his hips. His thumbs moved over the skin that was so soft and so tight there over the jut of Spencer's hip. Everything, literally everything, about Spencer was beautiful. All Hex had to do was look at him to know he wasn't good enough for the young doctor.
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No matter how careful or gentle Hex was, he felt it. He felt all of it.
His hips shifted slightly, and he whimpered as he trembled again, hands nervously hovering in the air, just over Hex's head.
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Hex tormented Spencer just a bit longer, driving himself mad in the process. But then he looked up the length of the man's body and he smiled.
"I want you," he said softly. "Tell me you want me. Tell me...anything. You're so quiet..."